The other side

 Is the body,the sturdy other side of the soul?
 Is death,the formidable other side of life?
 If parts make a whole,which part makes
 The other side of the whole and its role? 
 The other side of life is mostly a mystery,
 Hiding suspense in stills,within fallacy frills.
 ''One must see the other side of life"
 Is a cliched maxim of the impossible.

 Poverty is the undesirable other side of wealth;
 Hidden guilt heckles immaculate innocence.
 Treachery's glow taunts the radiance of loyalty;
 Falsehood factually plays foul,with traits of truth.
 Senility is the wretched other side of roaring youth.
 Defeat draws down the curtains on dramatic victory.
 Sickness jeers at health,with infectious insinuations.
 Hatred is the repulsive other side of redeeming love.

 When foresight fails,hind sight kicks like an ass.
 If life were a coin of the appalling double sides,
 Tossing of the coin,turns to a palpitating puzzle.
 The alter ego is an automation of the actual ego.
 Neutrality is the nitty-gritty of trouble shooting,
 With a vision of two sides,from the middle point.
 But which side we move to,becomes an eerie illusion,
 Itching the mind with touting pulls of the other side.
 P. Chandrasekaran.